...the wind against my skin...

One thing I've tried to do more of lately is become consciously aware of moments that are conducive to worship...

Tonight I found one, as I was standing outside, talking with a friend, feeling the breeze blowing as I watched lightning from a storm way off in the distance. When I came inside, I found that I missed the breeze. I think I'll go back out in a minute...

A moment.

As has been the subject of much discussion this week: How can I lead others if I'm not worshipping myself?

I have to seek these moments out. Capitalize on them. Connect with God.

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I had a thought this week about the powerful experiences I had as a teenager doing the worship thing at various youth camps. I always wondered why those experiences...the songs, the emotions, etc...never translated well back into my normal day to day experience. I think it's because those camps/mission trips/whatever...were week long sensory, serving, and 'focusing' experiences where the singing moments just curtailed the rest of the experience. To state it more clearly: When you're worshipping/serving/connecting with God and with friends throughout the week, then the gathering to do the singing thing builds on the God-experience that's ALREADY happening.

That's the key.

Worship begets worship.